Anh Nguyen
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8:15 AM, January 16, 2025
The more you put in a brain, the more it will hold — if you have one.Might as Well Be Dead
The more you put in a brain, the more it will hold — if you have one.
9:04 AM, December 7, 2024
Bad times, hard times, this is what people keep saying; but letus live well, and times shall be good. We are the times: Such as we are,such are the times.Augustine of Hippo
Bad times, hard times, this is what people keep saying; but letus live well, and times shall be good. We are the times: Such as we are,such are the times.
8:58 AM, November 7, 2024
Any human anywhere will blossom in a hundred unexpected talentsand capacities simply by being given the opportunity to do so.Doris Lessing
Any human anywhere will blossom in a hundred unexpected talentsand capacities simply by being given the opportunity to do so.
12:19 AM , October 17, 2024
Question not, but live and labourTill yon goal be won,Helping every feeble neighbour,Seeking help from none;Life is mostly froth and bubble;Two things stand like stone,Kindness in another’s trouble,Courage in your own.Adam Lindsay Gordon
Question not, but live and labourTill yon goal be won,Helping every feeble neighbour,Seeking help from none;Life is mostly froth and bubble;Two things stand like stone,Kindness in another’s trouble,Courage in your own.
8:27 AM, October 11, 2024
I like spring, but it is too young.I like summer, but it is too proud. So I like best of all autumn, because its leaves are a little yellow, its tone mellower, its colours richer, and it is tinged a little with sorrow and a premonition of death. Its golden richness speaks not of the innocence of spring, nor of the power of summer, but of the mellowness and kindly wisdom of approaching age. It knows the limitations of life and is content.From a knowledge of those limitations and its richness of experience emerges a symphony of colours, richer than all, its green speaking of life and strength, its orange speaking of golden content and its purple of resignation and death.Lin Yutang
I like spring, but it is too young.I like summer, but it is too proud. So I like best of all autumn, because its leaves are a little yellow, its tone mellower, its colours richer, and it is tinged a little with sorrow and a premonition of death. Its golden richness speaks not of the innocence of spring, nor of the power of summer, but of the mellowness and kindly wisdom of approaching age. It knows the limitations of life and is content.From a knowledge of those limitations and its richness of experience emerges a symphony of colours, richer than all, its green speaking of life and strength, its orange speaking of golden content and its purple of resignation and death.
9:55 PM, October 3, 2024
You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?Rumi
You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?
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